Artist in Residency in Mexico!

Hi friends!! ❤

I am stoked to announce that I was accepted into an artist in residency in southern Mexico for summer 2017! It’s an instructional residency that includes 3 weeks of master instruction in Mexican textile techniques including how to use a traditional back-strap loom!

Special thank you to all the folks that helped me fundraise for this opportunity!! ❤ ❤


Check out this link to find out more about this residency: Mexican Textiles Instructional Artist Residency: Weaving

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Mexican textiles are the expression of Mexico’s diversity and complex sociocultural systems; through their narratives, iconographies, and techniques, they reflect a multiplicity of artistic traditions and identities. Clothing in Mexico signals wealth and power, they incorporate elements of class and gender differentiation in the process of performing and negotiating identities. Therefore the intricate language of textiles reflects a history of contention and resistance as a result of the amalgamation and negotiation of Mesoamerican and European civilizations.

Textiles are also sources of information for the cultural patrimony of each community. Both weaving and embroidery are techniques used to develop complex narratives, and are important ideologically in structuring roles and identity patterns. In Oaxaca, the diversity of textiles is as rich as the natural environment. Each weave and embroidery has had a destiny, and with the complex process of assimilation and negotiation, some have disappeared or have suffered gradual or radical transformation; other have become more sophisticated in their narratives, techniques and/or coloring.

Warm with gratitude,


Slow is Fast

Dear lovely people who follow my blog,

Thank you so much for your continued support and faerie well wishes! Some of my posts are not the most timely and I am thankful that y’all understand. Writing is cathartic medicine for me and going back in time to write about what has been and is going on in the world makes me feel like I am progressing and learning. I love reflecting on my meaningful (kin)nections, faerie thoughts, inspiring events in my life and our ephemeral condition as humans on Earth.

February began with the Woman’s March the day after the inauguration of the orange clown. I was filled with amazement seeing so many people recognizing their own power, their creativity shining through shines and artworks standing together in solidarity for the revolution. It was powerful to see so many people coalesce in the streets all over the world! in solidarity of wombyn’s health, the overall health of people and planet and the resistance against the system.


The system with a capitalist backbone and violent roots reminds me to follow those roots to how this all began. The foundation of capitalism is private property and the history of all the bullshit stems back to old Europe with the witch burnings.

It was wonderful to get together with my community after all this and talk about how we can be stronger and more resilient and more (kin)nnected as neighbors and beyond. There are so many solutions and so much work to do in many different ways. When we follow our hearts, explore our talents and develop our skills we are more effective citizens of change.

Coming together in community and building relationships is powerful akin to also knowing when to end relationships when they cause suffering. Such as our dependent relationship with fossil fuels. I am interested in learning ways to create better bicycle infrastructure and policies as part of the solution. I am passionate about creating art that stretches our imagination on how our reality can be.

After over a year of not accepting rides in motorized vehicles and transporting myself by bike, sk8 and feets…. I finally got into a bus and into a truck this month. My first experience returning to motorized vehicles was a long bus ride. There was a snow storm the week before and the sun hadn’t returned yet which made traveling across town tricky. We were slowed down by accidents, people getting stuck and sliding out on the ice. I kept thinking about how much faster I would have been on my bicycle getting through the city and how much I missed my bike. Being on a bus involves waiting…while my bike is always moving.

Je-nay-nay took me on my next ride a couple weeks later in the truck and I noticed how hot and stuffy it felt on those major roads and how stressful stop and go city driving is.

Although both times were too familiar to be jarring, they made me more aware of how my body, my heart rate and how my head felt in that flying yet still space. To me motorized vehicles are semi-stressful magical teleportation machines. Watching the world race by like a movie screen. The bus involves waiting. But I figured out that if I bring my sk8 on the bus with me I can sk8 to the next stop instead of wait. fun sk8 sessions and I get places pretty quick.

In other news, City Repair is getting a new house to call home! Everyone is working hard on getting this place all fixed up to move in and it’s so exciting!! ❤


Check out old growth mischief maker, Mark Lakeman in this Ted Talk about colonial (her)story, the revolution and The City Repair Project.

While car trips in the city don’t quite make sense to me, I do love cars for getting out of the city to beautiful places. Took at ride to the coast with my friend and it felt magical to travel  such a long distance in such a short amount of time.

Adventure by sk8, feet and bike are forever my favorite though! Slowing down and seeing the sweet details of the world and picking flowers. 🙂 Slow is Fast. Traveling slow gifts presence, fun and engages our muscles for a wholesome body experience.

As I begin accepting car rides I think about the energy that goes into travel, our homes, cooking, etc. How we use different things more heavily in different seasons. This winter we have been gathering wood from the storms in preparation for next winter to keep us warm. Wood heats us three times, first gathering, second splitting and third fire.


I am so grateful for my incredible housemates and this place I get to call home. My badass housemate Frances had her baby this month. Her name is Esther Plum!! So sweet living with a human fresh from the spirit realm and seeing new life brought into this world. As the flowers begin to rise and the snow has melted….new ideas are on the horizon and its our job to listen.

xoxo SB


A year without a car

I am still working on a full article for my year celebrating human powered transportation but for now here is a little bit on how my year went without getting into motorized vehicles.


Every morning I hop on my magical broomstick and fly to wherever I wish to go. I never get stuck places without a ride home. I never have to sit in traffic or feel indifferent to the places I travel through. Best of all I get to ride along this lovely bike path by the river, watching the birds dance, the flowers bloom and the light change the water different colors. Celebrating human powered transportation has taught me patience, planning and presence.

Passing the seasons along my favorite bike path, the Springwater corridor.


Everything in life slowed down. Everything I did with more intention. If I was going to bike 8 miles I would stack functions and wait until I had multiple purposes to go there before I went. Every view I worked for. My own energy brought me to the tops of hills and gifted me spectacular views.


During my year I traveled through 3 states, California, Oregon and Washington. But most of my year was spent within an 8 mile radius of my home in Portland, OR. It made me grateful for all the natural spaces within those 8 miles in the city so I didn’t completely lose my mind in concrete and trash.

I biked in all kinds of weather, rain, snow, wind, hail, sunshine, cool breezes, moonlight….I tended to stay home more, reading, crafting, writing and spending time with my roommates and neighbors. It was a really wonderful way to ground into this community after moving here in late March.


Stay tuned for my full article and check out this link to find out more about my reasoning for celebrate human powered transportation for 2016! 


Sarah B


Faerie Scavenger


This trash faerie just got scavenging rights at the waste transfer station!!! 🙂 After earning my hours volunteering with Re-Claim it! I have the opportunity to glean things from the huge piles of trash from the metro waste transfer station. With a team of people we go to the “shore” of the trash mounds and we are allowed to grab anything within reach without climbing. We glean every weekend and then load everything inside of a uhaul and take it back to the store to be cleaned/fixed and put on the storefront floor.

Since Re-Claim it! began in 2014 it has gleaned over 100,000 pounds of reusable materials from the “dump”! I am so stoked to have the chance to volunteer with them and get a glimpse at all the incredible things people throw away!

So many things are thrown away that can be reused. These materials can be used to do good things…Like building tiny houses for the houseless community!

Last week was the unveiling of 14 tiny houses that were part of the Partners on Dwelling initiative to create villages for the houseless community.  I helped build and paint the two tiny houses created by  City Repair and Communitecture. While it was chilly in the warehouse it was so fun working on this project and connecting with everyone involved. The completed tiny houses were shown in a parking lot at PNCA downtown and will be taken to some land in the city to create a village for single women in the houseless community. Check out the full story on the Communitecture blog! 

There are over 4,000 houseless folks in the city of Portland. Here is a short documentary entitled “On the Ground” put out by the wonderful non-profit Sister of the Road about the houseless community in Portland.

<p><a href=”″>On the Ground Trailer</a> from <a href=””>Sisters Of The Road</a> on <a href=””>Vimeo</a&gt;.</p>


Happy Solstice and Merry New Year to all my lovely friends! Check out this link to learn about the Sami people of Norway and their traditional celebrations for this time of  year.

January 1 marks the official day for me of being motorized vehicle free for an entire year!! ❤ Grateful for all that this year has brought me. ❤

XO sarah b




This past week has been wonderful! I have been working on building and painting tiny homes for houseless folks to live in.

Over a dozen sleeping pods (shelters no more than 8′ x 12′) are being built through early December to prototype light, cheap, and quick to build shelter to support houseless communities.

The designs are inspired from an earlier community forum lead by houseless community leaders and villages with support from advocacy organizations, all within the network of the Village Coalition. The sleeping pods being built have been designed by architects, designers, and activists from around Portland and facilitated by the Partners On Dwelling (POD) initiative.  I am working on the two tiny homes being built with City Repair and Communitecture which are both being build out of reclaimed materials, mostly old doors from the re-building center. These two sleeping pods show how we can house people for almost no money using our large waste stream for materials.

The build will finish early December for a display on the 9th,10th, and 11th, and afterward the sleeping pods will go to folks in need.

On this day last Thursday my mama and I met at the standing rock solidarity rally at Pioneer square. I love this place and feel inspired in knowing it used to be a parking lot until 1984 when it was transformed into the first public gathering place in downtown Portland. The creation of Pioneer square is revolutionary and we need more radical, beautiful places where we can come together and plan actions for the unfolding revolution.

Here is a poem I wrote thinking about all of this…


Settler traditions and pies.

Remember, Remember Native peoples cries.

The cries that are still sounding today.

As militarized police use rubber bullets, water cannons and pepper spray.

On peaceful, unarmed water protectors.

Standing their ground to petroleum prospectors.

Defending the sacred for future generations.

United in prayer with hundreds of sovereign nations.

There people have been on this land for thousands of years.

Their history purposely forgotten due to government fears.

Of people remembering that this Earth is our home.

No matter how far we or our ancestors roam.  

We all depend on clean water, air and soil.

We all know that the destroyer of these is oil.

So what is it going to take for us to stop feeding this bloated black snake?

How much longer until all of us are awake?

We are brainwashed to celebrate and believe in a false foundation

That this day is about family and a country built on good relation

Our country was built on slavery and genocide.

Our country was built on lies and maintaining a constant divide.

Separating, brutalizing and specializing our very mentalities.

Divide and conquer so we don’t see our human commonalities.

In reality this day is one of mourning

A day to buy nothing and send out a warning

To stop fattening the pockets of the corporate elite.

To focus on making sure everyone has enough to eat.

No thanks to the media blackout.

No thanks to the brainwashing in schools.

No thanks to the capitalist system.

No thanks to these unjust rules.

No giving into colonial isolation.

No giving into the corporate consumer fixation.

Building new pipeline infrastructure is the root of our collective devastation.

How do we stop this and end all land privatization?

How do we shift from a place of just trying to survive?

To recognizing beauty and gratitude for all that is alive?

The revolution is unfolding in front of our eyes.

Do we stop and listen to the stories of those who are wise?

Or do we keep chasing the illusive corporate prize?

Do we learn the history and become powerful allies?

Or do we run blind and meet our inevitable demise?

It is up to all of us to remember.

What is really being celebrated in late November.

Remember, Remember these government lies.

Remember, Remember its our time to RISE.

  xoxo SB 

Here is a picture of me at my preschool, Helen Gordon dt Portland. I think all of us are naturally born leaders and the system tries to beat our confidence out of us. Lets show them.



Leap of grace

Thinking a lot lately of the Hindu monkey god Hanuman. Legend has it that Hanuman took a courageous leap, doing the splits over the ocean to rescue Sita, the beloved of Rama, to whom Hanuman was entirely devoted. (Also interpreted as uniting the physical with the metaphysical.) Hanuman took one look at the span across which he had to cross, thinking something along the lines of, “there’s no way I can do that!” Who hasn’t thought that same thing when faced with a monumental challenge??
Through love, devotion and selfless service he shows us we can grow through life’s seemingly insurmountable challenges. This pose (named after Lord Hanuman) is often called the “leap of grace”.

Yoga feels like a great analogy for creating a more beautiful future. In order to open my physical body I have to practice patience and persistence. In order to match our dream world with our physical reality we need to maintain constant pressure and commit ourselves to doing the work.


I often feel overwhelmed and unsure what actions to take to change our suppressive system of injustice and inequality…But I am fully dedicated to flowing in a path of service and doing whatever I can to make the world a more healthy and just place for everyone. I am privileged AF and want to use my time on this Earth to empower and lift those around me up.

“Everybody can be great…because anybody can serve. You don’t have to have a college degree to serve. You don’t have to make your subject and verb agree to serve. You only need a heart full of grace. A soul generated by love.”
― Martin Luther King Jr.

“You never change things by fighting the existing reality.
To change something, build a new model that makes the existing model obsolete.”
― R. Buckminster Fuller

“Silence becomes cowardice when occasion demands speaking out the whole truth and acting accordingly.”
― Mahatma Gandhi

“What is power, after all? Every one of the power elite’s overwhelming advantages—military forces, surveillance systems, crowd control technology, control over the media, and nearly all the money in the world—depends on having people obeying orders and executing an assigned role. This obedience is a matter of shared ideologies, institutional culture, and the legitimacy of the systems in which we play roles. Legitimacy is a matter of collective perception, and we have the power to change people’s perceptions.”
― Charles Eisenstein, The More Beautiful World Our Hearts Know Is Possible


PS I love YOU.


Know your Roots to Grow your Future

I started taking an urban permaculture design course learning about blending the whole system design methods of permaculture with the urban reclamation techniques of block repair, we explore opportunities to reclaim the commons, activate underutilized spaces, integrate water management and energy systems, take down fences, create vibrant perennial food systems, localize our economic relations and work well together in groups.

I hope this course prepares me to be a better activist to stand up and change the crazy system we all live in. Like slavery… which was never really abolished…it was amended and is happening right NOW with the facade of the “criminal” “justice” system.

This movie should be a requirement for every human especially Americans. Streaming on netflix. Please watch.
We need to do more than share this information on facebook, twitter and instagram… How can we step up and take down this patriarchal corporate white supremacist colonial system?!?!??




Remembering my witchy roots and that I am indigenous to this Earth. My white skin and blonde hair are telling of my European roots and my pagan ancestry. This is my favorite historical documentary about my people the “Women and Spirituality” series linked below. We were one of the first peoples to be colonized by the Roman church and because of this so many people have forgotten our own spiritual roots to this planet.




xo Sarah B